Layabout

I was sitting in the office of an elderly surgeon I’d never met before, one I’d been advised by a friend in the medical industry to not see for surgery. “He’s old and stupid, and I wouldn’t let him anywhere near me with a knife,” I was told. But I was at the mercy of... Continue Reading →

Midlife Crisis

I have been 38 for nearly two months now. Until recently, that meant very little to me. Age - like sweet desserts and the entire state of Texas - has consistently held only the most fleeting of passing interest for me. When faced with the closing out of one decade and beginning of another, I’ve... Continue Reading →

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